Chapter 931: Do You Have as Many Trump Cards as His Harem?

With the assault of the Godslaying Mad Dragon, players hastened to the shelter at their maximum speed.

What met their eyes was a field of corpses. Brave warriors had used their lives to successfully halt the dangerous Different Race outside the shelter.

And now, the players would avenge them and wash away their shame!

Some players who arrived quickly carried the wounded into the shelter for treatment. Then the gates closed tightly.

The Godslaying Mad Dragon, forcibly flung from the shelter by the Ice Dragon, did not rashly act. He watched with wide eyes as what he considered his sacrifices returned behind those thick steel doors.

For he could clearly sense several troublesome human warriors were intently staring him down.

As an inheritor of the Blood River Divinity, he was acutely aware that these humans had slain many followers of Chaos.

In fact, there were quite a number of players surrounding him, and all were players of extraordinary strength.